Chapter 1006 - The Bearded General’s Cocktail Party (1/2)

Since the economic crisis triggered by the spike in oil prices and the pressure on the dollar at the beginning of the year, Moscow had since been in a state of depression. Although the rise in oil prices spurred income from Russian oil exports, most of the money went into the pockets of the oligarchies. Even Putin, who dared to go against the capitalist countries, couldn’t change the oligarchies’ monopoly on Russia’s economy. They were the bloodsuckers on top of the polar bear, but without them, the polar bear would be worse off.

Driving out from the busiest city center, the air on the street seemed to cool down. Judging by the hurried pedestrians on the street and the night that seemed to be missing an element, Jiang Chen felt the city had just experienced a chilly winter.

Of course, all this had nothing to do with Jiang Chen. What’s more, in fact, he was also an oligarch of Xin, and what he was doing was even more unacceptable. The only difference was that he earned “tuition” from foreigners, not the hard-earned money of ordinary people.

Natasha didn’t show up, and Ayesha sat across from Jiang Chen. Regarding the woman who suddenly appeared next to Jiang Chen, the bald head only glanced at her before focusing on the front.

His instincts told him that the woman just 160 centimeters tall was much stronger compared to the KGB girl in the morning.

In stark contrast to the depression in the Russian city, the villa in the suburbs was filled with luxury cars. Ladies took the arms of their male partners and showed their invitations to enter the main entrance of the villa.

The driver parked the car. This seat was reserved for him. The waiter at the exit of the parking lot came up, and after taking the invitation from Jiang Chen, he ran back. After a short while, an old man with a long beard crossed the courtyard door of the villa and greeted Jiang Chen.

Almost without asking, just by looking at the huge beard, Jiang Chen guessed his identity.

Commander of the 58th Army Group of Russia, General Nikolaev!

Melodious and magnificent symphonies played on the lawn, serving as the backdrop for those who were dancing with the music. Bars were located in every corner of the lawn to provide a resting place for the people tired from dancing. In this country, only alcohol didn’t have class; even a general with a star on his shoulder was also a loyal fan of vodka.

While Nikolaev was an alcoholic, his ability to command was certainly among the top. Among the 22 existing army groups, the 58th Army Group was the largest and most powerful army group. The Second Chechen War might have nothing to do with him, but in the Georgian War, referred to as the “Five-Day War” in 2008, he was the trump card that served as the main force.

“Welcome, friends from afar.” The bearded old man laughed loudly, patted Jiang Chen’s back, and invited him through the door. He then took two bottles of alcohol from the waiter. “In this prairie, this is my kingdom. There’s a rule in my kingdom-anyone who comes as a guest must drink a shot. Vodka or mineral water, which one do you choose?”

Seeing the Asian who was invited by Nikolaev personally, the young people next to them also turned rowdy. The lights were very dark and it was difficult to distinguish their faces, but it didn’t matter—no identities mattered here. Even if the president chose a bottle of mineral water, they would still be booed to the point of shame.

Looking at Nikolaev’s harm-free but challenging eyes, Jiang Chen smiled and took the bottle of vodka. He pushed away the cup that the waiter handed to him and began to chug directly from the bottle.

Nikolaev’s eyes almost popped out as he didn’t expect Jiang Chen to do that. The young people who were acting rowdy also became silent as they didn’t expect this Asian to be able to drink like this.

It wasn’t beer but 70% vodka. Pure enough to be used as medical alcohol!

After the first swig, Jiang Chen was also sensing the heat of the alcohol, but since he already decided to show off, he couldn’t back down. Except for the first and last swig in which he actually drank it, the rest of alcohol was all wasted and entered the storage dimension.